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Chapter 633 The Damsel's Grand Finale

Chapter 633  The Damsel's Grand Finale

Good food, beautiful architecture, merry music, and a heightened atmosphere, did all wonders to the senses. Woo-hoo~

There were whistles and encouragement from the crowd of 200, who were already drinking and eating their lives away. "Delicious!" The tables were filled with sumptuous dishes—roasted meats glistening under chandelier lights, fruits bursting with color and ripeness. But unbeknownst to many, there was something more sinister lurking underneath the veneer of celebration. Legs of turkeys and chicken aggressively came apart with every pull, and wine stains dampened the fine tablecloths. It was a jungle here, a many and burly place everyone felt the world needed. Smoke from cigars flooded the scene, and for a Monnet, you would think it was the 1920s or something. What made man digress to their earlier sorry state, leaving the manly periods of the 1800s and 1900s behind? Suddenly, they felt this was how society should really live. Chaos everywhere made no one guilty of crime. There were always shootouts happening, robberies in effect, rapes, drug trafficking, you name it. Taking a whiff of their cigars, some were already dressed like boss Mobs, found that the world had finally turned back to its true fate. Good… Really good…

"Hey now, Mac, send out the damsel already! We don't have all day, you know?" A staff with a tray, slightly bowed, his face showing no signs of fear. "My apologies, sir. I assure you, it won't be long." "Heh. You all better hope the show begins soon, because at the rate we're going, you won't be having more Free food to give." "Bahahahahahaha~… You guys sure are rich. But then again, aren't we the same people paying big money to see our damsel?"

"So true! Despite today being free, who in this territory doesn't know that your big Hotel only gives 1 day free, every 2 weeks?" "Tsk… I've been waiting for this opportunity for weeks now. Bring out our damsel fast!" "Damsel!"

"Damsel!"

"Damsel!"

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The crowd was already roaring out like hungry cavemen who haven't seen a woman before in their lives. Even the women in the crowd also wanted to spend the night with the damsel. It was so strange… The Damsel was attractive in the eyes of both men and women. Many women swore that before laying eyes on the damsel, they've never been attracted to other women. However, just one seductive wink from their damsel, and they wanted her all to themselves. She had a strange air of appeal that made them yearn for her attention. Thus, both men and women sometimes camped outside for hours in advance. When it comes to the hotel, they were presently seated within the Buffet dining. They called this place a Hotel, but it was more or less like a Medieval Tavern with how it operated. Since its new owners took over, one could say a lot has changed with its old operations. For one, no one can book a room in advance here. That's right, it was the first hotel in existence to reject people booking months, days, or even minutes ahead of time. So if they don't allow anyone to book in advance, when do people actually use their hotel rooms? Of course it's after they've drank, eaten and want to take a woman or man up for the tonight

On days the hotel gives out free, only 200 people are allowed in. However, on nights when they're paying money, hundreds and even thousands could go in no problem. Do you know how grand and enormous this Dining was? A king could hold a ball here, with several maidens in his kingdom, coming in to dance with a prince. That was how enormous this space was. The architect spared no amount when making such a grand hall. To be fair, before this hotel was bought over, it used to rent out its halls. Convention centers, Seminars, weddings… this hall was always in use 5 times a week. Some people even booked the space 1 year in advance to have it locked down. Well, that was all in the past. Now, the hotel was bought by an owner who was their kind-of-guy. Just look at how he turned this place into a cool zone for their shenanigans? Of course, it should be noted that this HOTEL changed ownership almost 2 years ago. The guy who bought it was someone called Beelze.

Since then, it's been closed for renovations. So one ever saw whatever 'renovations' they did. However, they must admit that when it opened its doors recently, news scattered like wildfire, attracting all to it. There were talks like the owner, Mr. Beelze was like a shadow, with no one truly knowing who he was or what he looked like. It's said he is stationed in some faraway country in the East, and hardly has time to visit. All in all, several people didn't care much about the owner. So long as their damsel was here, they'll definitely keep patronizing this place till death! )^w^(

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"Hey, bud, are y'all new here?" One of the drunk men began questioning Butler Sheng and the others who just sat but didn't eat or even move a muscle. Honestly, they looked like statues with how stiff they were. Dammit, are you guys looking down on him? You think you're better than him or something? It wasn't just this guy thinking so, big several others who had initially robbed to see what their deal is, only to get ignored in the end. "You're asking for a fight!, ate you? Well, then eat my—" Phah-lelalah-lelah-lalah~

A trumpet noise echoed, bringing all arguments to a halt. "Hmph! You're all a bunch of lucky bastards!" Several people patted their coats, shirts, and suspenders arrogantly, no longer focusing on the stone-faced foreigners. That's right. They could tell from a glance that these people were from the East. Look… even people from the East, fly all over continental waters just to have a peek at their damsel. What? Doesn't your backward East have any stunning beauties to mesmerize you?

They wanted to jeer at them, but swallowed their thoughts when seeing the breathtaking female disciples among the group. Hold on… On a second look, the men were also very exquisite and good looking. What was this? The Clique of Good-looking men and women? Were they here to recruit their damsel.

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The music picked up and magically soothed the rowdy audience. The academy elders were all drawn to the staff who lingered at the edges of the room, watching their fleeting figures with unsettling intensity. They must but mess things up. Then, it began—

The lights suddenly dimmed, drawing absolute silence over the crowd. Wow! Several people's jaws dropped in salivation, sitting up and leaning forward like hungry dogs. Awoooooooo~

They placed 2 fingers in their mouths, whistling, slapping the table and making one hell of a ruckus. It was as though they were injected with some addictive drug, cashing them to act like monkeys in a cage. "Damsel!" "Damsel"

"My Queen! I can rip out my heart for you!" The spotlight ahead illuminated the stage. Then appeared—a vision of a jaw dropping beauty, clad in flowing silks that shimmered like liquid moonlight. My God of Science! Many men and women in the crowd were already too hungry. What the hell was this? How can one woman be so hypnotizing? The music changed into something sensual and slow, allowing the beauty to dance and mesmerize them all. The excitement and tension in the air grow heavier with the rhythm of the music. Camilla Jones! Several academy disciples and Elders, all clenched their fists, knowing they only have one chance to take her down. Don't think they sat together. No. They chose tables positioned in a circular matter around the space. And then, underneath the tables, they went to work. Soon, they lowered their heads, blowing strange winds underneath the creations in their palms. Fhooooo~

They made very tiny papermen that moved like lightning, but were the size of an ant. … Ant man… paper man… no… Pant men? Well, these figures moved lightning fast, fulfilling the obligations assigned to them.

For now, none of the staff seemed to notice these little men running about their territory. Good… so far, so good. Like hypnotized zombies, many watched with drooling mouths and relish. Camilla inwardly chuckled, choosing to dance off the stage and onto the tables of these hungry wolves. Hey, they saw her as a poor pitiful sheep, but who is to say who the wolf or the sheep is this early on in their story? Scanning the zone, she was taken aback when coming face to face with a beautiful group. 'Foreigners?... How interesting.' Camilla never knew foreigners from the East were so good looking. She had heard of 'glass skin's from the East, but thought it was an exaggeration. She dared to say that their beauty completely rivaled her, whose appearance was restored and granted by Lord Beelzebub. 'I wonder how they taste?'

Well, she would know soon enough, because now, it was time for the grand finale. It was time to pick her first victim for the night.

Scanning the beautiful people in the crowd, her eyes finally settle on an aloof young man with a lazy demeanor – Dorian.